Game: Grab yourself a seat, friend.

With the last pinch of powder Ramiel sprinkles in atop the stream, a good portion of the stream vanishes from sight, leaving one marble-sized pellet in its place.

The pellet shatters releasing a torrent of water, extinguishing the flame with a satisfying hiss. The water disappears as quick as it arrived, the only evidence it was ever there is the steamed air. You see on the ground, another marble-sized pellet and all the excess dust.

You continue forward, the cave and this partial journey almost at an end, your feet and minds becoming tired. Thirty feet ahead above the hammer, you see six starlit darkmantles hanging amongst the stalactites.

You don't see any living signs of other animal but you have seen an occasional small bone and small droppings. You can gather someone feeds them somehow or they eat what ever happens to cross the stream.

The arrow goes wide, shattering against the cavern wall, the darkmantles flutter about on the ceiling before settling down. They don't seem to be attacking at the moment.